In the prison in Canghai City, a group of prisoners were also organized to watch TV.
First is the documentary "White Cloud".
After that came the variety show "Into Baiyunmen".
The little girl named Mu on the TV was standing in the book cave, surrounded by tall bookshelves with various books and ancient books.
Zhang Delin looked at the familiar place with an expressionless face. Even the mark left on the corner to measure the height of his junior brother was the same as before. Looking at the library at home, the years seemed to have remained unchanged.
It's just that the person is very strange. The one who stood up and spoke was not the junior brother who made him hate him so much, but the eldest lady of Baiyun Sect.
Miss Mu didn't know anything, but she had been in the hearts of their senior brothers since she was a child. When practicing, the master would sigh and say that he didn’t know if the master had sent someone to teach the eldest daughter well, whether she had been cured of her illness, or whether she had properly cultivated her internal strength.
He then said, after all, the eldest lady is a girl, and practicing martial arts requires hard work. Just learn a little bit to strengthen your body. There is really no need to work too hard.
At this time, Junior Brother's mouth is usually not as dexterous as his.
He would say that as long as he is here in this life, the eldest lady will be safe and worry-free. She can practice if she likes it, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't like it. Anyway, he will never let the eldest lady suffer.
The junior brother would only respond, like a dull gourd, refusing to say anything.
Recently, he finally met this eldest lady. Her martial arts skills are really good. It can be seen that although the master sent people down the mountain and refused to let them in, he was still ruthless in martial arts and found someone to teach her.
"There has always been a legend passed down by word of mouth, saying that there is a treasure in our Baiyun Sect. There used to be many people, it should be said that they are the Jianghu people in everyone's imagination, who came to hunt for treasures. Yes, there is indeed a treasure in the Baiyun Sect. .”
Mu Qingyun laughed softly.
Zhang Delin straightened his back suddenly, his heart almost bursting out of his chest.
Ever since he lost his master and abandoned the Baiyun Sect, he had tried several times to fulfill his vow to prosper the Baiyun Sect, but it all came to nothing. Now he is still in jail. He thinks that he has been tempered for thousands of times, and no one or anything can make him. He was moved.
He is alive now, just because he doesn't want to be a coward and seek death. For a person who is not even afraid of death, what else can touch him!
Zhang Delin stared at Mu Qingyun silently, his mind going blank.
Mu Qingyun sighed, turned around and saluted respectfully at the books in the cave full of books: "These are the treasures of Baiyun Sect."
"This is a row, with a total of 1,925 volumes. They are local chronicles written during the great catastrophe. Our National Library of the Ming Dynasty has 496 volumes. Now we can complete them."
"Also in this row is the "Grand Canon", a compilation of classics from all dynasties, with a complete set of 9,200 volumes. Before this, there were only 896 volumes left in the country, and the rest have been lost."
As Mu Qingyun pointed and counted the books in detail, countless viewers in front of the TV couldn't help but marvel.
Zhang Delin also relaxed his shoulders and lowered his face sluggishly.
The bustle of Baiyun Gate lasted for more than three months, with major media vying to report on it. There were also many film companies taking advantage of the popularity to prepare movies and TV series with related themes. There were newly opened related exhibition areas in the Imperial Capital's library. Every day The number of people making reservations to visit has increased sharply. Reservations are basically open and can be fully booked within a few minutes. During holidays, there are even many reservations at all.
Mu Qingyun's academic life was quite peaceful. He went to university step by step. He studied mathematics and history in four years, and successfully entered graduate school. He still studied mathematics, in the direction of pure mathematics.
Basically, I only wrote one relatively heavyweight paper every year for four years.
In my spare time, I slowly wrote two more books. One is a serious history, focusing on the history of the great disaster.
The other one is a fantasy, about an ordinary college student who suddenly gets an ability one day and can enter various worlds.
Although it is a fantasy, after Mu Qingyun finished writing it, many readers felt as if they had read a book with realistic themes. The writing was very real. This book even attracted a higher audience than the history she was good at.
Firstly, Mu Qingyun's writing is indeed wonderful. Secondly, this kind of novel is still quite rare in this era, and readers feel very fresh after reading it.
Anyway, with this book, Mu Qingyun used its ability to attract money to buy two houses in the imperial capital with full payment, and the original house loan was also paid off.
She is happily studying pure mathematics now, just learning to be happy.
Another graduation season.
Jiang Minhua was carrying a backpack. As soon as he came out of the train station, he saw many buses picking up new students. The school bus of Yanzhou University was really bright.
She couldn't help but pause for a moment and saw Mu Qingyun's promotional poster on the wall again.
She remembered that Mu Qingyun, as the movable signboard of Canghai No. 1 Middle School, had turned into a beautiful character on promotional posters. At that time, she felt uncomfortable after seeing it. This time, she had become the movable signboard of Yanzhou University. But she felt nothing at all.
Four years passed like water.
Jiang Minhua still didn't get into college.
For a while before the college entrance examination, she dreamed every night that she was admitted to Yanzhou University and became a famous figure.
As a result, when she woke up from the dream, she couldn't even pass the college entrance examination.
In fact, it is very difficult to take the college entrance examination nowadays. Repeating one year, two years, three years and four years is really nothing new. On the contrary, it is a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops, and those who can pass the exam in one time are all powerful characters.
Jiang Minhua was distracted when he suddenly heard a few students standing outside the Yanzhou University bus putting away their luggage suddenly shouting.
"It was she, Mu Qingyun, who participated in the International Mathematics Oriented Challenge last year and won among eleven mathematicians. She came out on top and surprised scholars from more than 130 countries participating in the event around the world."
"That's not all. During the day, I participated in a math orienteering challenge, and at night I won the figure skating star and world champion Christina at the Ice Festival."
"You probably didn't see that scene at that time, but I was there. All the spectators from all over the world threw their little dolls to Mu Qingyun. The overwhelming cheers were deafening. I heard our reporters shouting hoarse, tut. , I really don’t understand how Senior Sister Mu can be so versatile and yet so low-key. If she is willing to show her face more, she must be a top star."
A group of students were chattering, and everyone was very excited.
Jiang Minhua listened for a long time and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
She sometimes thought that maybe she, Jiang Minhua, was a cannon fodder in Mu Qingyun's life story, a clown specially created to set off his brilliance.
If this is true, maybe Wang Mingyuan is more important than her and can he be a vicious male supporting character?
(End of chapter)
